Is this what it's like to be dead? Do we get to think when we're dead? Am I a ghost now? Can I fly anywhere I want to? Oh my god this is going to be so cool! I can fly anywhere and everywhere, I can see anything and everything! Am I allowed to possess people, is this how some people are haunted, by ghosts like me? I should make a list of what I have to do as a ghost. I floated towards the table. Ahhh! This is so much fun! I reached out my arm and I noticed that I could see through my hand. I looked down onto my body, it's a slightly opaque colour. I reached out of the notebook and tried to grasp it. Why can't I hold it? My fingers just slid through the notebook, as if I were trailing my hands through smoke. I kept trying to grab it but my fingers seems to disintegrate in front of me and reappear right as my fingers left the books proximity. What... Why is this happening, aren't ghosts allowed to pick up objects and make them seem as if they were levitating? I got really scared and sad about how I couldn't do the things that I wanted to. Well that just sucks... I turned to face my bedside table and I saw a picture of my mum and I. She was holding me when I was 6 years old. I noticed the brown stain on my shirt and instantly remembered the day it happened. I dropped chocolate ice-cream onto my shirt, I was so sad back then when it happened. My heart began to sink as my mind flooded itself with memories, it felt like as if my brain was going to drown. I felt like a ship, with holes in the hull as memories flooded in. What is mum going to do or think when she finds out I'm dead? She'll break down emotionally and mentally, loosing dad was hard enough for her, but loosing me, after all that we've been through, it... it would kill her... I didn't want to be a ghost anymore, I won't be able to see my mum like this, it would kill me to have to see her like this everyday. I'm not happy being dead... I didn't want to be dead... I started to panic, I was so angry, so frustrated!! I didn't want this, I don't deserve this. I flailed my arms around randomly hoping that I could knock something over or hit something. Nothing... My arms would just drift through these objects, nothing would happen. My arms weakened, and my head felt heavy, I just felt like collapsing onto the ground. I lost all motivation, all hope. I felt useless, I was useless. I started to shake uncontrollably and my eyes watered. I felt like crying, I felt really sad, alone, isolated, I didn't even know if I was crying, I couldn't physically feel my tears roll down my cheek or see the tears drip onto the ground. I let out a massive wail, hoping someone would hear me. Who am I kidding, I'm a ghost, no one's going to hear me. I leant my back onto the wall and slid down onto the ground, closed my eyes and started to sob. 

"He's up. Guys! Come over here! He's up!" he said. The voice was so familiar, but I couldn't match the voice to a name. Very faintly in the background I heard footsteps, not just one but three pairs of feet. Slowly approaching me. "Why is he crying?" he said again. Ugh! I know who this is... I just... can't make out a name! I slowly opened my eyes to see a familiar and friendly face looking right back at me. I screamed his name, "LIAM!" and he gave me a great big smile as he leaned in to give me a hug. That was the moment I realized that I wasn't dead, the hug felt real, and it felt heartwarming, I felt good.
"Aren't I glad to see you" I sobbed. "I had by far the weirdest dream. I was kidnapped from the hospital after I fell asleep and I woke up in this dark factory like place, tied up to a chair. Then this weird guy. His name was Thomas Knight? Or something like that, well he told me about my dad and how he wasn't killed my coyotes but he was killed by a werewolf. I mean! Werewolves are all myths, what insane person would believe something like that right?" Liam gave me a smirk and he chuckled but in a really awkward manner. I guess you could say that it didn't feel real. 
"Hah... Werewolves... That guy must be mental..." he gulped. 
"I know right! Anyway, I don't know what went through my mind but he was going to kill me and suddenly you and Scott turn up at the factory to save me. I don't know what book I read before I slept because you two transformed into werewolves! I must have been losing my mind haha! Then there was a lot of fighting and a lot of roars and yells. Thomas was the last man standing at the time and Scott lunged towards him, but he grabbed me and Scott stabbed me straight in the stomach instead. The pain felt so real, I swear it felt like it actually happened. If I remember correctly, I was about to die but then Scott bit me.. Right here.." I lifted my right arm and reached for my neck, I pointed at spot where Scott supposedly bit me, I placed my hand on my neck and I felt four dots. Four scars... I instantly snapped... "Wait a second..." I blood began to boil, I turned to face Liam. His face when red with guilt. He stood up and walked back a few steps as Stiles appeared from the back. I looked down onto the ground to see a non-finished semi-circle of black dust that surrounded me, Stiles waved his hand over the gap and the semi-circle sealed itself. What the heck is this? I didn't care, that wasn't the thing on my mind right now. I stood up and before Liam could even explain he started to yell. 
"You LIED to me. YOU LIED TO ME AND ACT LIKE NOTHING WAS WRONG? Oh, and since EVERYTHING was real, you SHOULD have let me die. I'd rather DIE than have to see you again. You A**-HOLE. I put my F*CKING TRUST IN YOU, and WHAT do I get back? I get turned into a MONSTER. Something I've never wanted to be..." I began to walk towards Liam, he backed down a bit. I was going to raise my leg and walk over the powder. I couldn't... What? I tried to push my hands out of the powders space, it felt like as if something was pushing me back. It was like a force field from Star Wars, just... Real... I felt trapped, even though it really didn't look like it, I felt like I was inside a rubber ball, no matter how hard I push, the ball would stretch, but always return back to it's original position. I felt a rush of adrenaline, I felt like as if I was slowly getting stronger, my energy built up and started to grow. There was a sudden sharp pain on my jaw and my face as my neck snapped to the left. I couldn't help but move my jaw from the left to the right, I lifted to tongue to feel around my mouth to notice that I've grown fangs... I've never felt so much pain, so much anger, such... a thirst for blood. I felt like clawing at Liam. I wanted to kill, I wanted to feast on flesh, human flesh. I started to claw at the barrier, push the barrier but nothing worked. I stepped back towards the wall, let out a scream, which turned out to be a roar and ran towards the barrier. I slammed right into it only to be bounced back and onto the wall behind me crashing back onto the ground. "Argh!" I groaned. The pain, in a sense was soothing. I eased off and knelt down on the ground, I could feel my nails retracting back. I heard a howl from the background as the same black wolf from the fight last night jumped in. His bright blue eyes glared straight at me, he turned around and walked towards an enclave in the corner of the basement, or whatever this place was. I heard the zip of pants and he walks back out, as a human. So he is a werewolf... He grabs a shirt from the coat hanger and slips into it. He had a really defined face, slight stubble and a very well built upper torso. He shifts his eyes to look at me as he walks towards Liam. 
"Where's Scott." he asked. 
"Right behind you." Liam laughed. 
Scott and Kira appear from the shadows, they're seen holding hand as Scott adjusts his dark denim jacket and pulls his shirt down. Scott whispered something into Kira's ear and she let go of his hand and started to fix her hair, it was a mess, all ruffled and tangled. He had his phone in his hand as it lit up playing a little tone as it did. He lifted his phone and read the text. <Hi Scott. I just need to ask if you've taken Ryland, and if you have you're really lucky because Amanda called and she said she isn't able to pick Ryland up from the hospital, something came up and she asked me if I could take him home. I told her that you will take him home. Another thing, when you're home we need to talk, about the kidnapping of boys from hospitals... See you.> 
"Well that's just sweet, apparently I kidnapped you Ryland." he snickered. "Oh and hello Derek. Nice of you to drop by, again."
Derek, raises his eyebrow and tilts his head slightly to the right to face him. "I saved you last night. Just you remember that." he scoffed. "Anyway, what's he doing in the vault, why did you bring your beta here?" 
"Well, we originally wanted to chain him up so we brought him here. At the last minute, Liam decides against it and brought Dr. Deaton over to prepare the mountain ash which is whats keeping him in for now." 
Derek rolled his eyes and looks at Liam. "Have a soft spot for your new found brother?" he growled. Liam growled back and turned to look at Stiles. 
"Can you break the barrier please? He looks fine." he asked. Stiles reluctantly walked over to me. Just before he knelt down to remove the barrier Derek grabbed his hand and pulls him up. 
"Not a good idea Stiles... We have no idea if he's going to lose control, and if we lose him and he starts to run around the campus, we're all in trouble with your dad." he explained. 
"Please, trust me, I can handle him. I'll take care of him. Just, everyone leave once the seal is broken. I want to do this alone" he pleads. Derek turns to look at Scott and he nods his head. Scott signals Stiles to break the seal and walk out with them, not even bothering to look back. 
"Good luck beta, oh and don't make a mess of my vault." Derek snarled as he walked up the stairs in the distance. 
I raised my head and looked at Liam. I wasn't mad per say, more, concerned about what ever that's going to happen later. If mum finds out about this, I swear...
"Ryland? I know you're mad and I'm really sorry. I honestly would have asked if you wanted the bite or not but I really didn't want you to die. Ever since I met you I felt this strange connection, as if we were meant to be, like two peas in a pod, and letting you die would be the worst thing to have ever been through. I know we just met but yeah... I just... I couldn't let you die." he confided. I let out a sigh and got up onto my feet. I still felt a bit dizzy from smacking my head onto the wall. I squinted and rubbed my eyes hoping that the world would stop spinning, even slightly. I leant a bit too much to the right and fell back down onto my knees. Liam runs up to me to help me up. "Stay away." I demanded. "You're the last person I want to talk to right now." His face dropped and he sat down on the floor in front of me. He started to rub the back of his neck and he tightened his lips, turning them down at the ends. He looked down onto the ground as a single tear rolled down his left cheek. He took in a deep breath and let out a sigh. 
"'I'm sorry. I really am. Just let me take you home. You won't get very far on your own Ryland. It's the least I can do." he insisted. I rolled my eyes and tried to get up again, pushing myself up with my arms. My arms started to shake and my elbow shot out dropping my body back onto the floor. I let out another sigh of disbelief as I felt two arms grabbing me from the back. "Here, let me help." he said. He pulled me up and off the ground, placing my arm around his shoulder and his arm around my waist making sure I don't fall down again. His eyes sparkled as the sides of his mouth turned upwards to reveal two dimples. We walked up the stairs to reveal the main entrance of the school towering above us. We were under the school the whole time? What?!? I turned my head to see that we walked up and out from under the school's sign. Liam kept walking towards the cab that sat on the side of the pavement by the school. The door's flung open and he helps me into the cab keeping his hand above my head to prevent me from smacking into anything. He ran around the end of the taxi and got on himself, telling the cab driver my address. "Here, lean your head on my shoulder, get some rest." he urged. At first I would have ignored him but I really was too tired to care. He shifted over and put his arm around my shoulder as I leant my head back onto his, closing my eyes in the process. I shifted my back to get comfortable as he holds me tightly. Am I'm being too harsh on him? He did potentially ruin my life, but just to save me. Whatever. The cab ride was just awkward and quiet, he didn't say a thing, the driver surely didn't say a thing and I just laid there, eyes closed, thinking about life.

The cab driver slammed on the brakes and the car juddered to a halt with me flying off the seat and onto the floor of the cab. "Sorry sir. Stray cat. You okay sir?" he apologized. I grunted and Liam pulled me back onto the seat.
"It's okay." he said. "We're nearly there I presume?"
"Yes sir, nearly. Just up this hill." he responded.
"Thanks" and the cab started to move again. Liam started to dig in his trousers, his eyes shot wide open and his lips parted slightly. He turned to look at me. "Umm Ryland? Do you happen to have your wallet with you? I think I left it in the vault." 
"Really?" I grumbled. "My wallets in my back pocket." He leaned in and reached for my wallet. It was such an awkward feeling, having someone dig around in your back pocket for it. "The other pocket you numbskull." I mocked. He let out a giggle and took his hand out of my left pocket and reached for my right. 
"Got it!" he said. He opens up my wallet and his face lit up. "Awwww!" he purred. "You look so cute with your mum! You were a cute baby weren't you haha!" I rolled my eyes and nudged him with my elbow. 
"Just get the money" I moaned. He pulls out $30 and stuffs the wallet back into my pocket. The cab reached my house and stopped, Liam passed him the money and opened the door. He grabbed my arm, pulled me and I slid across the seat and nearly out the door. 
"Eyy stop!" I yelled. "I should be able to stand on my own now." I sat up straight on the seat and pushed myself off the seat. I was a bit wobbly at first but I was standing nonetheless. "You see?" I chuckled. He smiled back at me, grabbed my hand and we walked up the steps. Liam reached for the doorbell but I stopped him just before he pressed the button. "No one's home. There's a spare key under the fake rock, the one right beside your foot." I told Liam. He reaches down to pick up one of the rocks on the floor. "No no, the one next to it. The darker coloured one." He puts the first rock down and picks up the fake rock.
"Wow that's awesome!" he exclaimed. 
I giggled. "Just put the key back into the rock when you've unlocked the door ok?" 
"Yeah sure." The key clicked into place and he let me into the house, as he slipped the key back into the rock and back onto the ground. I flicked on the lights and he shut the door behind him. 
"If you want anything to eat, the kitchen is to the right and the washroom is down the corridor to the left. I'll just be heading up to my room first." I smiled. I slowly walked up the stairs towards my room, thinking about what I said to Liam. I felt really bad for saying what I said and I felt like it was a need for me to apologize. I opened the door to my room walked towards the bed and lied down. "Ahhhh" I sighed. Now that's relaxing. Liam peeks his head through the door holding two cups. 
"Care for a cup of hot cocoa?" he said cheekily. He walked in holding a cup in each hand. I looked raised an eyebrow and lifted the side of my mouth up. 
"Did you find the marshmallows?" I asked.
"You know me too well!" he chuckled. He lowers his hand to reveal the array of colours in the cup. He passes me my mug and pulls out the black chair from under my desk. 
"So heh. Apart from being kidnapped and nearly killed by Scott, how's Beacon Hills so far?" he began.
"I love the people here! If that's the response you're looking for!" I chuckled. His face started to blush, he closed his eyes, dropped his head and started to giggle. 
"That's nice" he said still trying to contain his laughter. "By the way, what does your mum do? She seems like a really busy lady." 
"Oh yeah, she's the director for the new law firm here. They opened a new branch and her old boss let her take over. Since it's brand new, she told me she might have to work overtime a lot of days and that she might be home late. I guess this is one of those days right?" 
"Oh wow. It must be so stressful, working such long hours and having such a demanding job. My friends dad used to be a lawyer, and he very rarely saw him, he was always out early, and back late. In a sense it was like he wasn't there."
"Well.. Then I guess I consider myself very lucky, I get to see my mum every morning and most nights. It sound cheeky and stuff but seeing her is really important to me. She's the only family I've got left, apart from you guys of course, since I'm like part of your pack. Surprised? You better be, I've read about mythological creatures. Like any book I get my hands on, I will read. I guess I saw this book in the library in my old school. One of the more interesting reads of my lifetime I suppose. Anyway, my mum's really important to me and she means the world to me, and I've never kept a secret from her, which right now, is really scary for me, because I don't know if I can tell her what I am now."
"So, you weren't scared of dying? You were scared of being a werewolf?"
"Well I mean, everyone's scared of death but you could say that yeah. It's just, being a werewolf, there are so many things I have to care about and so many things that I have to keep in mind, like not telling everyone and having to hide this secret from so many people around me, it's something that I've never really had to do, I've never had a massive secret to hold, in a sense I was an open book back in Island High and now everything's different."
"Well, life isn't that much different, look at me, the only difference is that I'm a hundred times better at lacrosse than when I was before. I guess the only thing that puts us apart is how I don't actually have to tell my parents considering we don't really talk much anyway. However, from what I know, Scott's mum knew when she saw Scott transform, and Stiles' dad knew the same way."
"I just... I don't know what my mum will think, knowing that I've just moved here and I'm already a werewolf. Another thing! I don't even know how to control this, you saw me when we were under the school, I couldn't do anything about it. I genuinely wanted to kill you, to kill all of you." 
"First of all, stay positive, you don't know what your mum will think of you, heck, she might even be happy or interested and secondly, you're part of a pack, we're family now, and we're always going to be here to help you, teach you and train you. That you don't have to worry about, right now, all you've got to do is decide if you're going to tell your mum or not." 
"I'm home!" she yelled. I heard the keys clang loudly into the bowl. "I'm going to prepare dinner! Steak?" 
"That's great mum. Thanks!" I yelled back. "Great timing." I told Liam. "I think I'm just going to tell her, I don't think I would be able to live with myself if I kept this secret from her. We actually share every little secret, we don't hide things from each other, and this is something I definitely can't keep from her." 
"Should I go then?" he asked.
"Ummm. No please stay, I need you to be here. I want to do this with you, I don't think I can do this alone." I pleaded. He tightened his lips and shifted them to the right, scrunching his lips. He gave me a nod and smiled. "Hey mum? Can you come up for a bit?" I yelled out of the door. 
"Okie Dokie, I'll come up now." she yelled back. I could hear each individual step walking up the oak wood stairs. My heart started to pound, I could feel myself breaking into sweat. Liam look at me and tilted his head to the side like a little puppy.
"You ok? I can sense your nervousness. If you don't want to do this don't do it." he worried.
"Huh? What? Oh no, I'm fine, I have to do this." I panted. He placed his hand on my back and started to squeeze my shoulder. 
"You'll be fine okay. Deep breaths, relax and stay calm" he reassured.

The door creaked open and my mum appeared from the darkness. She had a great big smile on her face, her dimples were really visible. "Oh you brought a friend!" she says cheerfully. "Does he want to stay for dinner?" 
"If that's alright with you, I'd be happy to stay!" Liam chuckled.
"Wait mum, something important to tell you." I said. I took in a deep breath and exhaled, trying to calm myself down. 
"How's it going?" she asks.
"Well... You know when I was a kid, you'd always read these books about mythological creatures and legends?" 
"Yeah..." she slurred. She started to scrunch up her eyebrows trying to guess what I'm going to say later. 
"Well... Werewolves are real, and I'm one of them." I said hesitantly. How do you tell someone that you're a werewolf? She started to laugh and looked at Liam. 
"What have you given him?" she said trying to contain the laughter. 
"He's not joking..." he said shaking his head. Her laughter stopped, face blank and expressionless. She looked down onto the ground, started to twiddle her fingers and shift her jaw from side to side finally stopping to bite her upper lip. 
"What... Umm.. What do you mean my son's not joking..." she gulped. 
"Well, Ryland can't exactly show you because he might kill you but here, let me explain, or let's make it easy, let me show you." Liam explained. He closed his eyes for a second, opening them back up to reveal a golden glare, he started to shift his jaw and opened his mouth to expose four fangs along with opening up his fist to reveal a set of claws. I looked back at my mum just as she closed her mouth. Her lips slowly curled upwards into a smile. I looked at her, forehead furrowed with the side of my lip turning down on one end.
"You're not shocked?" I questioned. I was shocked with her reaction, I didn't expect it to be like this. She started to laugh. 
"No not at all!" she answered as Liam slowly turned back to his normal self. "I'm a bit shocked at how you're a werewolf, but I'm not shocked by the idea of werewolves."
"But then how did you know about us?" Liam asked. 
"Well, I have a friend who lives here, Alan Deaton? The name ring a bell?" she guessed. Liam's face lit up. I turned to look at him all dazed and confused. "Well, he's a druid and I've known him for many years, we used to be very close back in the years but we haven't seen each other ever since he went to vet school and I went to law school." she turned to face me. "Before we moved here, I gave Alan a call to ask him how were things after which he told me about you guys. By my guess you're Liam?..." she assumed. 
"That's me all right!" he said cheerfully. 
"Now you on the other hand, what I want to know is why you were bit." I looked at Liam and looked back at my mum. Before I could open my mouth Liam started to talk. 
"Well, long story short, Ryland was kidnapped by the Knight Hunters, and they asked him if he knew of us and who we were, we came in and fought with the hunters where Scott accidentally stabs Ryland and nearly kills him, the only way we could save him was to give him the bite, and here were are!" he said cheerfully. My mum's jaw dropped, and her eyes bulged, as if they were about to pop. 
"I'm just going to pretend I didn't hear anything regarding a kidnapping apart from where my son was bit and now he's a werewolf. So Liam. Steak alright with you?" 
"My favourite! Thank you so much Mrs. Calix." 
"Amanda, please. Or mum, considering you're the brother of my son now." she chuckled. She gave us a wink and left the room. I turned to look at Liam. I wasn't sure what to think. She's so chill about it. I started to smile which ended up with both of us laughing. 
"Well that went well haha!" I laughed. We finished our Hot Cocoa's and lied down on the bed with Liam beside me. He put his arm around my back and started to shake me.
"Well then big man. How do you feel?" he joked.
"Haha, really laid-back actually. I feel good" I said. "Never felt better. But there is something I want to get off my chest first."
"Yeah sure, what is it?" 
"Well, I kinda just want to apologize for being an a**hat earlier, I didn't mean to push you away, I was just really shocked and startled about being a werewolf, something I've never expected to ever happen in my life. It was such a drastic change and..--" 
"Okay okay okay please stop! he interrupted. "You don't have to apologize, trust me, I had the exact same reaction, I pushed my friends away and it was horrible, but I was lucky that Scott never left me, because if he did, I wouldn't be here to be your friend, I'd be dead. He saved my life, and I'd never forget that." he pleaded. He rolled over to give me a hug, a nice, fuzzy, heartwarming hug.
"Well, then, is dinner still up?" I asked when I remembered the text he sent me when I was in the hospital.
"Of course. Your mum's cooking!" he joked. I punched him on his arm. "I'm kidding I'm kidding haha. Yeah, some other time, it'll be a date." 
I cracked a smile. "I'd love that." A date? On the second day of school? Good god.
"Come on down boys, dinner's ready!" my mum yelled from downstairs. 
"Coming mum!" Liam yelled. We both started to laugh as we got off the bed. I shoved him back down as I rushed down the stairs. I absolutely loved steak and with my mum's special gravy, it's one you'd never want to miss. It smelt amazing, you could smell the gravy filling up the room, it was mouthwatering. 

Dinner was enjoyable, my mum didn't stop asking Liam questions about Beacon Hills though. Not so much the supernatural, but more on what was life like in Beacon Hills. School, teachers and so on. We just finished dinner, plates were cleared up and my mum brought out some cookies. 
"Thank you so much for dinner Amanda, I think I should be going now?" he asked.
"You can stay the night if you'd like, Ryland's bed is big enough for three!" she laughed. Liam turns to look at me nudges me with his shoulder.
"Yeah sure! That'd be awesome! Thanks!" he chuckled. He grabbed a cookie and took a bite. "Oh my god!" he said as crumbs fell out of this mouth. "This is really good! I haven't had such great cookies in such a long long time! They're chocolate chip right?"
"Yup! Grandma's recipe! she chuckled. My mum's really proud of her cooking, and she should be, she's amazing at it, everything she makes is delicious, from the basic things like soup all the way to complicated dishes such as beef wellington. She's practically the all-round super mum and I'm super super lucky to have her. If not, I wouldn't have such great food every night! Nah I'm kidding, it's not just the amazing food, but to be honest it is pretty amazing. 
"Ryland, Liam, do you want an extra cookie?" she asked. Liam walked back towards the table to grab three. 
"One for Ryland and two for me! Thank you!!" he giggled. She laughed back at us and took the plate back into the kitchen. Liam passed me the cookie and we turned around, starting to head up the stairs towards my room. I started to chew on the soft cookie as Liam just gobbled it down. 
"Do you want mine as well?" I mocked. He stared at me with puppy eyes and I shoved the cookie into his mouth. I smirked and opened the door to my room. "Oh by the way Liam, if you need any clothes, just get the from the drawer, we're very similar in body type so I don't see why they won't fit." He smiled back at me, still with a mouthful of cookies, he looked like a hamster stuffing as much food as he could into his cheeks during hibernation season, it was hilarious. He opened the top drawer and pulled out some boxers and a shirt and threw them onto the bed. I got my clothes from under my pillow and started to change. He closed the drawer and walked over, stopping dead in his tracks.
"Ryland... You don't have to answer but why are there massive scars on your back?" he asked with a concerning tone. I instantly threw on my t-shirt and turns around with my mouth slightly parted.
"Ummm... Well, my dad, when he was alive was an alcoholic and he used to whip me a lot with his belt every time he got drunk. So that's how I got these scars.." I said reluctantly. 
"Oh my god I, didn't mean to, I'm sorry.." he said ruffling his hair with his hand. He pulled off his shirt and shorts and slipped on the ones that were on the bed. I closed my eyes for a second, trying to suppress the memory of my dad, that was really the only memory I have of him, and it wasn't even a good memory. I let out a sigh and changed my shorts, throwing the dirty clothes into a basket in the corner of my room. "You're not fine aren't you.." he pestered. 
"No it's okay, I'm fine, really." I said as my voice cracked. 
"Stop lying to me, I can tell when you're lying. Your heart rate changes, don't think I don't notice the little things." he protested.
"Ugh. Don't do that, I just, that's the only proper memory I have of my dad, and it's horrible to think that the only memory I have of him is bad." I confessed. "After his death I've spent a lot of time suppressing these memories and I'm just trying to do the same now." I started to sob, 
He extended his arms and pulled me towards him giving me the biggest hug I've ever had. He pulled me in so tightly, I could feel his heart, his warmth, and in some way, his emotions, his happiness was transferred to me. I took a few deep breaths, trying to slow down my heart rate and regulate my breathing. I lowered my head onto his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his waist, holding on to my own wrists to stop my own grasp from breaking apart. My nerves just slowly disappeared, he turned his head to give me a light peck on the cheek. "Better?" he whispered. I nodded my head and loosened my grasp as he did to. He grabbed both my hands and focused on my eyes. "You don't need to hide things anymore okay? We're a family now and I'm always here for you. Please please please never forget that."
I tightened my lips as the curled up slightly. I released my right hand and wiped my eyes, I could feel them watering as I grabbed hold of his hand again. We started to swing our hands from side to side, I swallowed my nerves, chuckled a bit and and let go of his hands. "Thank you Liam." I whispered. He pulled out a chair and took a seat by my desk. He starting looking around my table when a photo caught his eye. 
"Look what we've got here. Who's this?" he asked. My face went red with embarrassment. 
"You really have a keen eye don't you." I laughed. "That's Aleks, the guy I dated back in Island?" 
"That's Aleks? You guys were so cute!" he squealed. "Do you still talk to him?" he chuckled. Omg why is he this interested. 
"Nah, we don't talk as much as we used to. I did plan on visiting him once, Hong Kong seems like an amazing place to visit."
"Aww that's adorable, and yeah, Hong Kong is pretty cool, we went there, with the lacrosse team, we had a game against the Hong Kong Team. They're pretty darn good! But little did they know we had something supernatural to back us up haha." 
"That's cool. It's like all skyscrapers and stuff right?" 
"Yup, high rise buildings, lots of cars and a lot of people." 
"I still remember him telling me how everything is so fast paced there, when we were back in Island High, the lifestyle there was so much slower and relaxing." 
"Oh I didn't really notice that haha! We didn't spend much time there, we had our game, one day to chill and a flight back to California. Wait wait, enough of Hong Kong. Tell me about him! I really want to know." he urged. Well I tried to change the subject, which didn't really work. I just laughed at him. 
"God, you're so nosy." I moaned. "What do you want to know about him?" 
"Well, what's he like?" 
"Funny story, sometimes you remind me of him, a little shy, really sweet and kinda cute!" I blushed. "He likes to make stupid puns, and most of the time he's quite clumsy. He always seems closed off but when you get to know him, he's awesome. He's really sarcastic, oh god, and he's really really smart, spending a lot of time alone, even when something's wrong. He's really easily distracted, so I tend not to bother him when he's revising or working, but when he starts to work, he gets these bursts of energy, and is all zoom zoom, gonna finish everything." 
"Are you just describing Stiles?"
"What? Stiles is like that as well? He doesn't seem like it at all." I laughed. 
"Yeah, let's introduce you at school tomorrow. For now I want to get some sleep. Today was an, interesting day." he chuckled. I grabbed him by the back of the shirt and swung him onto the bed. 
"Do you want the right or the left?" I asked. He rolled over the the right side of the bed and slipped under the covers. I took pulled out a carton of apple juice from my drawers and offered one to Liam. 
"I'm good thanks." he said as he was getting comfortable. I stabbed the straw into the carton and started to sip on the juice. I took a seat on the chair and noticed Liam staring at me. I shrugged my shoulders and turned my head slightly to see if he was staring at me. 
"Something wrong?" I asked. 
"Nothing, just admiring the view." he chuckled. I rolled my eyes and threw the empty carton at him. "Now the views spoiled." he laughed. He threw it back towards me, as I caught it and dumped it into the trash can behind me. I walked up towards the bed and climbed in beside him, slipping underneath the duvet as I did so. I reached my arm to the side of the bed and flicked off the light switch. I got comfortable and turned to look at Liam to say good night. 
"AHHHH" I shrieked. I saw two bright yellow eyes staring back at me. "Jesus Christ! Don't do that!" I panted. Liam started to laugh uncontrollably as the glow slowly faded. I kicked him in the leg and shook my head. 
"Good night Ryland." he choked, trying as hard as he could to keep the laughter down. 
"Good night meanie." I said. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

My eyes parted to the sound of sizzling of the frying pan in the kitchen downstairs. Wait what... Is that how far I can hear? "Wow!" I whispered to myself. I turned to look over and Liam was still fast asleep, his head burrowed into the pillow with one leg sticking out from under the duvet. I chuckled to myself and got out of bed walking towards the drawers at the other end of the room. I grabbed a shirt, shorts and a pair of socks and got changed for school. Grabbed my books from my cabinet and shoved them into my shoulder bag along with my laptop and charger. I knocked on the table to see if Liam would wake up from his slumber, sadly, he didn't even twitch. A brilliant idea shot through my mind, I jumped up on the bed and fell onto him, slamming myself onto his back as hard as I could. I heard a yelp as he shoved me off him, rolling onto the other end of the bed.

"Ouch" he squealed. "I'm up, what's up.." he said dazed and confused. 
"Yeah... We kind of have school. Just so you know..." I laughed. 
He smacked his lips. "Riiiiight." he mocked. "Good night" 
"Oh my god, stop being so lazy, get up." as I rolled off the bed. "Smell the bacon Liam. Smell it." I provoked. I could hear sniffing in the background as I picked up the pillow from the ground. I was just in the process of turning around when Liam jumped onto my back. 
"Onwards Calix! To Baconville!" he yelled. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room reluctantly, grabbing on to his butt to stop him from sliding off me. We walked down the stairs, little did I remember that with Liam on my shoulders, he would smack his head on the top floor. Before I knew it, there was a thud and I lost my balance, both of us fell down onto the steps with a massive crash. My mum ran up to us, looked confused for a second and started to laugh uncontrollably. I stood up slowly rubbing my back as Liam grabbed on to my shorts pulling himself up. 
"You guys fix yourselves up, I'm going to plate up breakfast for you both." she laughed. I nodded and turned to look at Liam. Oh no! His forehead has a massive slit. I reached up to rub around the cut, he hissed and pulled his head back. I sat him back down. 
"Dude, how are you going to go to school?" I asked. I started to panic, this was horrible! I ran upstairs to grab a bandage for his head. I opened the drawers in the toilet and started to search for a bandage and some alcohol wipes. I rummaged through the cabinets, the drawers until I found some spare gauze and the bottle of alcohol. I really should clean up my washroom, it's impossible to find anything. I grabbed the items and walked down the stairs. I grabbed Liam by the chin and and tilted his face towards mine. What... The cut... It's gone... But... How? He could see the confusion on my face as he started to giggle. 
"Little known secret to us werewolves, we heal really quickly." he laughed. 
"Well, you could have told me earlier?" I scoffed. He winked and stood up. 
"Didn't you notice that your back stopped hurting in a tiny while?" 
"Oh.. I didn't notice. I was too busy looking for a gauze and alcohol." He started to blush. He grabbed my hand and we walked over to the table. My mum saw us from inside the kitchen and she smiled. I genuinely haven't seen her smile that nicely in a long time, the last time she had a smile like that was when I was together with Aleks. We sat down at the table and had our breakfast. Bacon, eggs, toast and orange juice. Looks and smells amazing!
"This looks great Amanda!" Liam praised. "I can't wait!" 
"Don't wait up for me! Dig in!" she yelled from inside the kitchen. Liam drew up a massive smile and stabbed a stack of bacon with his fork. The smell of coffee started to fill the air as my mum walked out with her mug in hand. 
"Are you wearing that to school Liam? Boxers and a shirt?" she mocked. Liam looked down onto his boxers and started to giggle. 
"Maybe I am." he laughed. The chair screeched on the floor and he pushed back and ran up the stairs. My mum sat down on the table and started to have her breakfast smiling at me as she did so.
"Found a new guy Ryland?" she teased. I started to blush and smile back at her.
"Rude. Haha!" I laughed.
I could hear the drawers slam shut as he zipped up his pants. It's amazing how much werewolves can hear. Bit creepy too... He walks down the stairs with his bag slung on his back, he placed the bag by the door and came over to finish his breakfast. 
"Oh dude, take your time, the bus doesn't reach the main road for another ten minutes and it's a five minute walk to the main road." I smiled. Once again he smiled with a mouth full of food and swallowed what he had in his mouth with a massive gulp. He gave me a thumbs up and turned to face my mum.
"Thanks Amanda for the breakfast! It was really good! Haven't had crispy bacon in so long!" he said gleefully. She clicked her tongue and gave him a wink. He grabbed his bag from the ground and opened the door. We walked down the path towards the main road below. 
"Well that was fun. Thanks for having me Ryland!" he said. I turned around to give him a hug. 
"Haha! Don't mention it! Come over whenever you want. I've had so much fun hanging out with you. You're like a brother to me!" I giggled. His face went blank for a second and he blinked so much faster than usual. "You okay?" I asked. He didn't respond for a second but he turned back to look at me. 
"Ummm.. Yeah. I'm fine!" he said. His heartbeat was racing, I knew something was up. He just didn't want to tell me. I didn't know what went through my mind, it was impulsive but I gave him a peck on the cheek. His eyes shot wide open and his face went red. He turned back to look at me and his lovely smile appeared, his heart rate stabilized. Yup, that worked. Gosh he has really soft cheeks.  We reached the main road just in time for the bus to arrive. We boarded and walked towards the end of the bus and sat down on the back seat for the journey to school. The bus was relatively quiet, not many people take this bus, since barely anyone lives within my area.

We got off the bus and parted ways as we went for our first lessons. "I'll see you at our free Liam?" I asked. 
"Yup! Meet me by the massive tree, there's a table and the gang and I always hang out over there, and another thing, don't forget that our first proper game is today! Be ready and don't be late!" he yelled back as he walked, face first, straight into the door, loosing balance and falling on his backside. I fell onto the ground laughing as he stood back up rubbing his head. He squinted his eyes at me and opened the door as he walked into the building. I picked myself up from the ground and headed towards my next lesson, economics with the beloved coach. I walked into the room sat down and looked around the classroom to see if I could find anyone I knew. Ugh I'm alone... I grabbed the books from my bag as coached walked into the room. He was really happy to see me, I would say a bit too happy to see me. 
"Ryland! How's your back?! I heard you went into the hospital the day before." he asked as he walked up close to me. 
"Oh yeah! It's much better now, it has stopped hurting so that's a plus right?" I laughed. He reached my table and leaned over. 
"Oh that's good to hear! Do you think you can play? I've placed you as a midfielder for now but if you want to be an attacker feel free. You score amazing goals and it would be amazing for you to be an attacker." I was so shocked. Coach was reminding me so much of my old coach back at Island. I felt amazing!
"Oh wow yeah! Sure! I'd be happy to be your attacker! Who are the other two attackers then?" 
"Awesome, I'll put you down as an attacker! Liam and Scott, they're the other two attackers." He stood back up, pat me on the back and walked back towards his table to start the class. "Okay so, who can define macroeconomics?" The kid to my right shot his hand straight up. "Jayke?"
"It's essentially the branch of economics looking into large-scare or general economic factors. Stuff such as interest rates and national productivity." Jayke said confidently. 
"Nice work Jayke. I see you've been revising." Coach praised....

The lesson ended unexpectedly with coach screaming and me waking up instantly. "Jayke! You've been texting ever since the beginning of the class! I expected so much more from you. Class is over, get out!" he yelled. His face was fuming, red, it was as if smoke was going to shoot from his ears. What happened when I was asleep? Jayke ran out of the room as I packed my things back into my bag. Everyone seemed so rushed. I slung the bag back on my back and walked towards the door. 
"Bye Coach. I'll see you at the game later!" I smiled. He ignored me, his nose was in his phone, face still red as a tomato about to burst. I decided to just leave the classroom, didn't want to piss him off anymore. I walked out of the room and down the corridor towards the main door. I swung open the large main doors out of the school, it was such a beautiful day today, the sun was shining really brightly and there was a slight breeze. It was really comfortable, and really relaxing. Loved it. I strolled over to the massive tree to bump into Stiles on the way there. 
"Oh sorry, didn't see you there. Oh wait. Oh hey Ryland! It's you!" he said sheepishly. God damn he reminds me so much of Aleks.
"Oh hey Stiles, don't worry about it." I chuckled. "What's new?" 
"Oh nothing much really. You're now a werewolf, first game of the season, you're going to change. Pretty normal if I say so myself." 
"Wait what? Change? What why?" 
"Well, like all new werewolves and lacrosse, you're going to get angry, then we're going to have to pull you out before you go on a rampage and kill all of us." he said with a smile. A smile? What? "Don't worry about it, happens all the time.." 
"It's happened before?" 
"Well yeah... It would explain how chill I am about it wouldn't it? It started off with Scott, Jackson, Isaac, Liam, and eventually you!" We reached the table with my face white as snow. Liam looked at me and signaled me to come over, I snapped out of my trance, shook it off and walked over to him. I'm going to change? In the middle of the game? Oh please no!. 
"Well, okay everyone, you probably already know him but this is Ryland, our new Beta!" Liam introduced me to the group. 
"Hiii!" squealed Kira. "It's nice to see you back!" she giggled. 
"Yeah dude, it's good to see you back!" Scott said. "How's the back? Sorry again haha." 
"Oh it's much better now haha thanks!" I laughed. "Scott, I've got to ask, Stiles told me how I was going to change in the middle of the game and I was wondering if you could teach me how to control it before I got onto the pitch tonight?" Scott was in the process of opening his mouth to answer me when he's interruped by Stiles. 
"No." he said sternly, he had a really serious look on his face. 
"Wait, what do you mean no?" I asked. 
"I mean no. Do you want to hear it in French? Non!" he mocked. I opened my mouth slightly and tilted my head to the side, eyebrows scrunched slightly. Lydia jumped in to explain. 
"What I think Stiles here is trying to say is that we can't teach you now, not in this environment. If you want to learn we've got to take you either to the vault or somewhere secluded, away from everything. That way we can control you a bit better, without anyone seeying you." she said. 
"Oooh.. That makes sense thanks." I thanked her. 
"Anyway, tell us about youself Ryland." Kira asked, all excited and jittery. 
"Well, I moved here from Island High with my mum Amanda. Erm... I really really like to read and play lacrosse I suppose." I smirked. They all smiled back at me, Stiles included. His smile really reminded me of Aleks, he didn't look like Aleks, but his personality, the way he acted, it was spot on.
"Oh by the way Ryland, I've got your keys and phone which you left in the hospital from when you were kidnapped. My mum grabbed hold of it when she left work." Scott said as he passed me my things.
"Thanks!" I smiled.
We had a great time during our free, we learnt so much about each other, well I did at least. They're a really good group of friends, and I'm so happy i'm a part of their 'pack'. High school isn't going to be that bad I guess. It was going to be a great year. 

The day shot by but came to a halt at our game. I was getting changed into my gear in the locker room when Coach jumps onto the bench to make his speech. "Well, I don't need to say much. Just get out there and win our first game. Never give up, never give in, and when the upper hand is ours, may we have the ability to handle the win with the dignitiy that we absorbed the loss. Let's go team!" he yelled. 
"Umm Coach? Did you just steal that from Doug Williams?" Jayke asked. 
"Shut it and get changed Jayke" he snarled. Coach jumped off the bench and back into his office. Liam walks up to me and taps my helmet with his crosse. 
"You ready? We're in the front, Scott, you and I. We're going to be the strongest group of attackers this school will ever see." he hinted. Not going to lie, I was nervous. 
"I guess? I'm just really worried about what Stiles said earlier today, I don't want to lose control." 
"Psshhh. Don't worry about it, Scott and I know how to deal with this. We'll take care of you." he assured. It didn't really calm me down, I was still nervous about whatever that's going to happen next. I've turned once, and not being able to control my urges was horrible, I didn't want to experience that again. We walked out onto the pitch, the bright lights shining onto us. I turned to face the crowed, there were sitting on the bleachers on the grass. I looked around for my mum but she was nowhere to be seen. My lip slanted down to one end and I got into position with Liam further forwards. I was terrified, and I'm very rarely terrified. 

Deep breaths, calm down, breath in, breath out, breath in, breath out. You got this Ryland. Game on. 

The whistle blew.

The game began.